Ashtavakra Gita Verse 11:6
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“I am not the body, nor is the body my possession—
I am Awareness itself.”
One who realizes this for certain
has no memory of things done or left undone.
There is only the Absolute.”
We now enter still waters deep
Rejecting all knowledge we so far chose to keep
The reason we invariably tend to self destruct
Is owing to sole dependence upon the mind body construct
Whilst we are endowed with the power of discrimination
We choose to be blind to reality being caught up in stagnation
Though knowing that in this world of duality everything has polarity
Only the few detached rotate images viewing their sphericality
Simply stated to exit the evident confinement
We need to bring about inner alignment
In thought & word & deed
Employing the mind-body as our steed
First we must recognise the coordinates of reference
Before plotting path of preference
Let us then begin by taking the opposing view
That the mind body is the all with thought senses & sinews
We immediately see that it is a cage bound in narrowness and limitation
Our divine connection through conscience promising boundless bliss & elation
Seeing this polarity we have on one hand the external ephemeral
And on the other the unknown but seemingly limitless internal eternal
We know we are awareness independent of senses and thought
But we are now swamped by fears & desires all ego begot
Our dilemma then akin to a drug addict
In denial of truth even if succinct
Awareness survives death of bodily form
As does Divine Love felt within as magnetism warm
The truth then clear yet the realisation elusive
For as long as we dwell in symbols and illusions allusive
No sooner we choose to internalise our consciousness
We reclaim our freedom as formless awareness
All we need to do is to use our free will
To exit delusion by keeping our attention still
Allowing our cup of joy to overspill
(20-August-2019)
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Verse revisited on 08-November-2021
Innate vibrant bubbling innocence
Dwelling in fleeting world of transience
Oscillates awhile between joy and sorrow
With regrets of past and fears of the morrow
Until so reaching the point of exhaustion
Whereupon enters void of cessation
Looking towards God for a miracle
Ecstatic bliss renewal continual
Abiding in thought rested stillness
Our emptiness magnetised in fullness
Head melds with heart with love aligned
Soma nectar flows through paths assigned
We cease to be a doer knowing God the mover
Layer by layer delusion drops, our thoughts slower
We do nothing yet the doing is done anyway
As to pulsations divine we gently sway
We are the created and God the creator
We see truth clearly, needing no translator
Mind-body but an instrument for life experience
We stand erect heeding subtle voice of conscience
The false falls away as ego does slowly vaporise
Pristine presence delights in offered surprise
Nestled in tranquil calm, we feel complete
Suffused from head to toe, bliss replete
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2021
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